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Christmas in Nevada lyrics

Flip the switch and let the gamblers roll
Headed up from old Mexico
The border towns, they all look the same

Brand new suit and a bankers roll
Switchblade knife and no place to go
Except where I might find the next game

Lights go on across the town
Children's choir sings auld lang syne
Black jack dealers, they take their toll

I look up from this beat park bench
Into an ocean of discontent
Can't wait to buy a ticket to anywhere but home

Washing dishes behind the casino grill
Ain't no way to make a kill
But on the winter nights
The water keeps me warm

Take my pay and buy a gun
Steal a car and hope it runs
Find a place where can make my name

Flip the switch and let the gamblers roll
Headed up from old Mexico
The border towns, they all look the same

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